"These dishes, weren't they made by Senior Brother Jiang?"

After hearing Luo Xiaoyu's words, the other roommates sitting beside him looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

After a moment, a tall roommate who looked like a basketball player suddenly grinned and picked up his chopsticks to continue eating heartily.

Laughing nonchalantly while eating, he said:

"Why should I care who made these dishes? As long as they taste good, that's all that matters!

Anyway, I really like eating them, and I can't tell the difference between these and the ones made by Senior Brother Jiang!"

Upon hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and started eating heartily again:

"Exactly! As long as they taste good, who cares who made them?"

"Whether they're made by Senior Brother Jiang or not, we still have to line up every time. If we're late, we won't even get any!"

"Uh, I heard, I heard that Senior Brother Jiang has turned the second floor of the Seventh Dining Hall into a restaurant called 'No. 7 Dining Room'…"

At this time, a handsome young boy also spoke up, saying,

"Apparently, Senior Brother Jiang is now mainly welcoming guests at No. 7 Dining Room and doesn't have time to help on the first floor anymore.

The person cooking on the first-floor kitchen is Senior Brother Jiang's apprentice, named, uh, Lu Shuwu."

"Really? Then Senior Brother Jiang's apprentice has learned quite well, the dishes are already as good as his master's!"

"They are indeed delicious. I just savored them carefully, and I can't tell the difference, anyway."

"..."

Luo Xiaoyu listened to his roommates' discussion and looked down at the food on his plate again.

The air conditioner was on in the canteen hall, making the room very warm. Even if the food had been sitting for a while, it was still warm, with waves of enticing aromas wafting through the air.

Such food, Luo Xiaoyu would have stuffed into his mouth without hesitation before; delicious food like this was hard to find.

But ever since he tasted Jiang Yu's cooking, these dishes with subtle differences have become hard for him to swallow.

This is probably what they mean by "it's easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but hard to go back."

If a person gets used to eating juicy meat buns every day, how could he suddenly swallow plain cornbread?

Luo Xiaoyu's situation was similar to that.

Holding his chopsticks, he picked up a piece of braised pork, put it in his mouth, and chewed slowly. It was fragrant, flavorful, and the meat was tender and melt-in-the-mouth.

But there was just something different about the taste compared to before.

As for what exactly it was, Luo Xiaoyu didn't know; he was not a true connoisseur, so how could he tell?

He could certainly eat this food; he just wouldn't enjoy it as much as he used to.

"I can't go on like this; I still need to have Jiang Yu's cooking occasionally to truly enjoy it!"

Putting his chopsticks on the table, Luo Xiaoyu thought for a moment and said to the others,

"Brothers, can you have a little ambition? We used to eat food cooked by Senior Brother Jiang, and now we're stuck with just his apprentice's?

No matter how good the apprentice is, can he surpass the master?

And Senior Brother Jiang's big pot dishes on the first floor were irresistible; imagine how delicious the small pot dishes in the second-floor restaurant must be!

Don't you guys want to try them?"

The roommates, hearing his words, couldn't help but remember their first experience tasting Senior Brother Jiang's dishes, and they subconsciously swallowed.

"Though we're on the first floor, to eat on the second floor, we need to reserve a private room, and Senior Brother Jiang mentioned that they don't accept walk-ins!"

"Yeah, yeah, there are only a few private rooms in No. 7 Dining Room, and not only people from outside the school but many from within want to book them. We simply can't get one."

"I suppose Jiang Yu's small pot dishes are probably expensive, right? I feel like eating on the first floor is just fine..."

"..."

The roommates were all talking at once, sharing their thoughts.

"That's not a problem!"

Luo Xiaoyu waved his hand grandly and said confidently,

"While others might only have one person calling to make a reservation, we have four people calling at the same time, so our chance of success is four times higher!

If others can book a room, there's no reason we can't. And if we do get a room, the meal is on me!"

When the others heard this, smiles appeared on their faces. They all knew Luo Xiaoyu came from a wealthy family and was usually generous with his roommates.

He provides the funds, and they put in the effort; it seemed like a fair deal.

Luo Xiaoyu also breathed a sigh of relief. Treating his roommates once or twice wasn't an issue, but too many times wouldn't be good.

"Today's favor would lead to tomorrow's resentment," and he understood this well.

Since he couldn't always go with his roommates in the future, he'd have to find some others.

Maybe, there were others just like him, looking to join someone to book a private room?

...

After Duan Yiming and the others parked the car in the small square in front of the stadium across the street from the Seventh Dining Hall, the three of them got out and walked directly to the dining hall.

"Tsk tsk, just look, more and more students are coming to the Seventh Dining Hall to eat. If we were still eating on the first floor now, we probably wouldn't even get a spot in the line."

He Xiaowei, looking at the long line outside the door of the Seventh Dining Hall, couldn't help but exclaim repeatedly. Shaking his head, he said,

"Thanks to Boss Xiao Jiang, who knew to convert the second floor into a restaurant, people like us from outside the school can have the chance to taste such rare gourmet food again!"

"You talk too much!"

Deng Linhui gave He Xiaowei a sideways glance and said with a smirk,

"Boss Xiao Jiang gave us a chance, but you didn't manage to book a room!

If it weren't for Lao Duan, you'd still be sitting at a small street stall eating cold vermicelli to fill your stomach!"

"What are you talking about? Someone like me, a person of status and dignity, would never sit in a roadside stall eating cold noodles."

He Xiaowei widened his eyes and put on a shocked expression, speaking righteously,

"At most, I'd squat at the roadside stand eating deep-fried stinky tofu!"

"Alright, stop clowning around!"

Duan Yiming actually quite enjoyed the atmosphere among the group and reminded He Xiaowei with a word, then raised his hand to wave at Zhu Youfeng who was standing not far away, and greeted with a smile,

"Xiaozhu, I hope you haven't been waiting long?"

"No, no, I just finished class and came over shortly."

"Alright then, let's not stand here. Let's go to the private room upstairs."

Duan Yiming didn't chat much with him, leading the group through the crowded dining area on the first floor straight upstairs.

After confirming the reservation number at the reception desk, the waiter took the group to the "Lan" room.

"Sit anywhere, sit anywhere!"

Everyone was young and familiar with each other, so naturally no one cared about seating arrangements.

Today Duan Yiming was treating, so he naturally took the host's position with a smile and said to everyone,

"This place is different from the others, I already ordered the dishes when I booked the room, hope you guys don't blame me for making the decision!"

Upon hearing this, He Xiaowei immediately laughed:

"What are you talking about?

Boss Xiao Jiang's dishes, is there any need to pick and choose?

You can blindly order and it'll all be delicious!"

Deng Linhui nodded: "In all the things He Xiaowei has said in his life, this statement is relatively accurate."

"You can't insult someone like that!"

He Xiaowei was suddenly anxious upon hearing this, he said,

"Let me say another sentence, 'Deng Linhui is a real man!', is this accurate or not?"

"Oh, that's the second sentence."

"..."

A few people sat in the private room, drinking the complimentary tea provided by the restaurant while chatting about various trivial matters, the atmosphere casual and pleasant.

At first, Zhu Youfeng was a bit reserved, but gradually relaxed and surprisingly found himself able to chat easily with everyone.

After a short chat, the door of the private room was suddenly knocked on, Duan Yiming and the others immediately stopped talking and turned to look over.

A slightly awkward young girl walked in a bit shyly, asking,

"Excuse me, may we serve the dishes now?"

Their eyes lit up instantly upon hearing that.

They hadn't had Boss Xiao Jiang's dishes in a long time and were already craving them.

Duan Yiming quickly nodded, saying, "Yes, please, serve the dishes!"

"Alright, may I ask if you need any drinks?"

"Drinks..."

Duan Yiming was about to decline, but the words got swallowed back.

He turned to look at the others, asking, "Do you want to drink anything?"

He Xiaowei was quite direct, he asked, "What drinks do you have?"

"We have white wine, beer, and red wine, also cola, orange juice, and other beverages."

The waitress honestly listed, then thought for a bit and added,

"Oh, right, we also have specially brewed hot drinks by our boss."

Upon hearing this, not only He Xiaowei but the others also got interested, Duan Yiming asked,

"Tell us about the hot drinks made by your boss."

"Oh, the boss didn't make many because time was too tight, just two varieties."

The waitress thought for a bit and said,

"One is purple sweet potato peanut walnut latte, the other is rich black sesame paste."

"Black sesame paste!"

"I want black sesame paste!"

"Let's go with sesame paste!"

"..."

No sooner had the waitress spoken than a roomful of guys started clamoring, giving the young girl quite a fright.

After she gathered herself and hurried off, Duan Yiming and the others excitedly said,

"I remember seeing those commercials where kids drank black sesame paste, oh my, watching them lick their lips after drinking it made me so jealous, I still remember it!"

"Exactly! That's many people's childhood memory! Honestly, after eating so many delicious things over the years, I haven't really tasted good black sesame paste!"

"True, the ones on the market now either have a bitter taste after brewing or they're not very aromatic, just don't taste good."

"This time is different, this is specially made by Boss Xiao Jiang, definitely delicious!"

"Oh man, hearing you say that makes my mouth water!"

"..."

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